The Comedies of William Congreve, Volume 1Stone and Kimball, 1895 |
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Pagina 29
... BELIN . Ah ! nay , dear ; prithee , good , dear , sweet cousin , no more . O Gad ! I swear you'd make one sick to hear you . ARAM . Bless me ! what have I said to move you thus ? BELIN . Oh , you have raved , talked idly , and all in ...
... BELIN . Ah ! nay , dear ; prithee , good , dear , sweet cousin , no more . O Gad ! I swear you'd make one sick to hear you . ARAM . Bless me ! what have I said to move you thus ? BELIN . Oh , you have raved , talked idly , and all in ...
Pagina 30
... BELIN . O barbarous aspersion ! ARAM . No aspersion , cousin , we are alone . Nay , I can tell you more . BELIN . I deny it all . ARAM . What , before you hear it ? BELIN . My denial is premeditated like your malice . Lard , cousin ...
... BELIN . O barbarous aspersion ! ARAM . No aspersion , cousin , we are alone . Nay , I can tell you more . BELIN . I deny it all . ARAM . What , before you hear it ? BELIN . My denial is premeditated like your malice . Lard , cousin ...
Pagina 31
... BELIN . I shall oblige you , in leaving you to the full and free enjoyment of that conversation you admire . BELIN . Let me see ; hold the glass . Lard , I look wretchedly to - day ! ARAM . Betty , why don't you help my cousin ...
... BELIN . I shall oblige you , in leaving you to the full and free enjoyment of that conversation you admire . BELIN . Let me see ; hold the glass . Lard , I look wretchedly to - day ! ARAM . Betty , why don't you help my cousin ...
Pagina 32
... BELIN . No ; upon deliberation , I have too much charity to trust you to yourself . The devil watches all opportunities ; and in this favourable disposition of your mind , heaven knows how far you may be tempted : I am tender of your ...
... BELIN . No ; upon deliberation , I have too much charity to trust you to yourself . The devil watches all opportunities ; and in this favourable disposition of your mind , heaven knows how far you may be tempted : I am tender of your ...
Pagina 33
... BELIN . O Gad , would you would all pray to love , then , and let us alone . VAIN . You are the temples of love ... BELIN . Prithee hold thy tongue . Lard , he has so pestered me with flames and stuff , I think I sha'n't endure the sight ...
... BELIN . O Gad , would you would all pray to love , then , and let us alone . VAIN . You are the temples of love ... BELIN . Prithee hold thy tongue . Lard , he has so pestered me with flames and stuff , I think I sha'n't endure the sight ...
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agad ARAM Araminta believe BELIN BELINDA BELL BELLMOUR Bless BLUFF BRISK Careless Cocky Colley Cibber comedy comedy of manners confess Congreve Congreve's cousin creature CYNT Cynthia d'ye damned dear deuce take devil face faith favour FOND Fondlewife fool fortune Gads-bud give hear HEART Heartwell heaven honour hope humour husband Jeremy Collier kiss LADY FROTH LADY PLYANT LADY TOUCH LADY TOUCHWOOD ladyship LÆT laugh let me perish look LORD FROTH Lord Harry LORD TOUCH LORD TOUCHWOOD lordship lover LUCY madam marry MASK Maskwell Mellefont mistress never Nykin Old Bachelor on't pardon passion play pleasure poor Pray Prithee rogue satiric SAYGRACE SCENE VIII SETTER SHARP Sharper SILV SIR JO SIR PAUL soul speak stay sure swear talk tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast thought Vainlove villain wife WILLIAM CONGREVE woman
Populaire passages
Pagina xxvii - Beauty the lover's gift ! — Lord, what is a lover, that it can give ? Why, one makes lovers as fast as one pleases, and they live as long as one pleases, and they die as soon as one pleases ; and then, if one pleases, one makes more.
Pagina xxviii - Let us never visit together, nor go to a play together, but let us be very strange and well bred. Let us be as strange as if we had been married a great while, and as well bred as if we were not married at all.
Pagina xxiv - Hymen shall put his torch into a dark lanthorn, that it may be secret; and Juno shall give her peacock poppy-water, that he may fold his ogling tail, and Argus's hundred eyes be shut, ha! Nobody shall know but Jeremy.
Pagina 101 - And just abandoning th' ungrateful stage: Unprofitably kept at Heaven's expense, I live a rent-charge on his providence: But you, whom every muse and grace adorn, Whom I foresee to better fortune born, Be kind to my remains; and oh defend, Against your judgment, your departed friend! Let not...
Pagina 101 - Providence : But you, whom every Muse and Grace adorn, Whom I foresee to better fortune born, Be kind to my remains, and oh ! defend Against your Judgment your departed Friend ! Let not the insulting Foe my Fame pursue ; But shade those Laurels which descend to You : And take for Tribute what these Lines express ; You merit more, nor could my Love do less.
Pagina xxvii - I say anything in the world to get this fellow out of my head. I beg pardon that I should ask a man of pleasure, and the town, a question at once so foreign and domestick.
Pagina 100 - Thy first attempt an early promise made; That early promise this has more than paid. So bold, yet so judiciously you dare, That your least praise is to be regular. Time, place, and action may with pains be wrought, But genius must be born, and never can be taught. This is your portion, this your native store, Heav'n, that but once was prodigal before, To Shakespeare gave as much; she could not give him more. Maintain your post: that's all the fame you need; For 'tis impossible you should proceed....
Pagina 126 - Hear you? No, no; I'll deny you first, and hear you afterwards. For one does not know how one's mind may change upon hearing — hearing is one of the senses, and all the senses are fallible. I won't trust my honour, I assure you; my honour is infallible and uncomatable.
Pagina 127 - Tis not your fault ; nor, I swear, it is not mine. How can I help it, if I have charms ? And how can you help it, if you are made a captive ? I swear it is pity it should be a fault. But my honour, — well, but your honour, too — but the sin ! — well, but the necessity — O Lord, here 's somebody coming, I dare not stay.
Pagina 126 - I swear I'll deny it — therefore don't ask me; nay, you shan't ask me, I swear I'll deny it. O Gemini, you have brought all the blood into my face; I warrant I am as red as a turkey-cock. O fie, cousin Mellefont!